As I sit at my desk,
The clouds crowd in,
Darkening everything around me.
I want to write about sunshine,
But the rain keeps falling.
Pen in hand,
I wonder,
If I write about the sunshine of the mind,
Will that chase away the darkness?
As I sit at my desk,
The clouds crowd in,
Darkening everything around me.
I want to write about sunshine,
But the rain keeps falling.
Pen in hand,
I wonder,
If I write about the sunshine of the mind,
Will that chase away the darkness?
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